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Introduction: I wrote this when I was seven… I was a weird child. So here is a story I found that I wrote when I was seven years old. Apparently I was just as perverted then. The writing isnt very good, so I fixed some grammar, but most of it is exactly as it was! I hope you enjoy the story! Also there were drawings to go with it. Private message me if you want them. ___________________________________________________________________________________ Suzy Franklin was twenty years old. She had...
___________________________________________________________________________________ Suzy Franklin was twenty years old. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. She was short and skinny. She lived with her mother. She did not have a husband or a boyfriend. One day she felt pain in her stomach. She went to the doctor and he told her to sit on the table. He felt her stomach with his hands and felt a bump inside. “Suzy,” the doctor said, “I have to operate.” He took a large needle and stuck it...
Suzy and I had been married for six years when she began to change. At first I didn't notice but that soon changed. We had recently moved into a new house with lots of extra space for c***dren. Suzy and I had known one another for twenty of our twenty six years. We were sweethearts by high school and married at college. After graduating we took high paying jobs in our respective fields and saved for a house and family.Everything was going according to our plan. We had everything we wanted...
In the weeks following our heroine's introduction to Mr. Boulton's photographic experiments, She had often found Herself standing in front of him head hung low; not for just the weekly session - which was now entered in his appointment diary in red in Miss Stewart's elegant rounded hand for the rest of the term- but also on the odd occasion when She felt a need for some guiding hand upon Her. When, all too frequently thoughts of Her headmaster sneaked into Her impish mind She could not help...
Episode 1 A girl stands in front of a metal gate. She is alone. Simply dressed in a faded denim jacket, black leggings and grubby trainers. On her shoulder hangs a white PVC bag. The word 'SLUT' in huge black letters has been scribbled on the bag. At 18 years old she should have grown out of her selfish disposition but she looks grumpy and resentful, still very much a teenager.We are in a remote part of Melbourne, close to the sea. Large detached houses stand among ancient elm trees. The...
LesbianThis is my first story inspired by the lovely SuzyK and her lovely webcamSuzy had two secrets, the first is that Suzy is a Nerd.When she was younger "questing" with her friends around the kitchen table, exploring strange new lands and levelling up her high elf Mage, was an exciting and enjoyable pastime, but as Suzy got older and more interested in the other more enjoyable ways a young women can spend her evenings, she put away her dice. After all, nerds have such an unfortunate stereo...
Chapter 1 I've always had a fondness for women's clothing, dating back to when I was a young boy. For most of my life, I kept that under control, but, as I got older, the fascination only increased. After I got married, I discovered I had an entire wardrobe of women's clothes to try on whenever my wife wasn't around. Eventually, the fear that I might soil or tear something of hers and get caught pushed me to invest in my own female clothing, which I managed to keep hidden in the...
Chapter 1 I’ve always had a fondness for women’s clothing, dating back to when I was a young boy. For most of my life, I kept that under control, but, as I got older, the fascination only increased. After I got married, I discovered I had an entire wardrobe of women’s clothes to try on whenever my wife wasn’t around. Eventually, the fear that I might soil or tear something of hers and get caught pushed me to invest in my own female clothing, which I managed to keep hidden in the attic. ...
I've always liked a little ass fucking. Only, a lot of women don't like it like that. Unfortunately, my wife turned out to be one of those that didn't. Don't get me wrong; in every other way Suzy is a great piece of ass; but when it comes to "ass," well we tried it (at my suggestion) a couple of times, and it just didn't do anything for her. For a long time I just ignored my urgings for ass fucking, and Suzy kept me quite content with other sex. Yet I guess she knew I still had the...
one day suzy's parents went away for the week. she invited me and my boyfriend(sam) and her boyfriend (ste) over for the week. one night me and suzy were sitting in the bedroom talkin and drinkiing while our boyfriends were down the pub. we started talking about fantasies sue admitted that she had always liked the thought of doing it with another girl. i then confessed i had to. we talked about it and we decided that we wanted to try it with each other because there was no one we trusted...
Mr Boulton sat behind his heavy carved wooden desk pretending to be reading some typed notes within a buff folder. In truth though, he was considering the history of that very piece of furniture. It had stood in the centre of his cramped book lined office since he arrived and it had been old even then. The dark wood was nicked and marked in numerous places and polished to a high sheen – though he’d never known the cleaning staff to apply any polish or wax to it - by the actions of...
Sally and HenryBy Abe(Sally broke one of the rules. She needed to be taught a lesson) A farm is a good place to raise children. Of course, the small family farm is practically extinct in the United States. Edith and I couldn't make a living farming, so I leased most of my acreage to my neighbor, Smith, who uses it to grow hay and alfalfa for his herd. He had a good thing going: Smith's Organic Grass Fed Black Angus Beef. I got a job as a long-haul driver. Edith had her vegetable...
I woke up about 6:00 with my bladder ready to burst. Quietly I climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom. When I finished, I walked back into the bedroom, still not sure what I was going to do. I was dead tired after the restless night, but I didn't know if I wanted to crawl back into with Kathy and Ron. As I approached the bed, though, I saw something that immediately grabbed my attention. Ron was sleeping on his back in the middle of the bed, and the sheet over his hips looked like a...
Chapter 13 It’s been quite a while since I updated my diary, so I need to apologize for that. Some things haven’t changed: I’m still living as a woman, still controlled by my wife, Kathy, and still working as a receptionist/secretary/whore. Some things, however, have changed, and this is the story of those changes. If you’ve read my previous stories, you know that I had learned to accept the fact that I am no longer really a man. Actually, I guess that’s not entirely correct; more...
“I’m not going to do it,” I insisted. “I’m a man and I need to stay that way.” She laughed. “Well, I’m not so sure you’re a man. You’ve never proven that to me. But, if you want to keep trying go ahead. Just know that if you change your mind, I’m ready to help you again any time. Just let me know and I’ll be happy to have Suzy back for some fun.” On Thursday as I left for work, I expected the day to be as miserable as the last few I wasn’t disappointed: as the day wore on, more and...
Mr. Boulton sat at his old much loved desk, his forehead in his right hand whilst the thumb and index finger of his left massaged his eyes, wrinkles knotted across his brow. In front of him was a neatly typed letter on fine quality paper he had now read and re-read several times over, its contents did not improve with any of these perusals. As a result there really seemed only one course of action to allow one of his favourite pupils to remain in the school; he ardently hoped She might be...
“Miss Swanscombe, please come in here a moment. There is something i must discuss with You.” Suzy entered the office, I could not but help smile to see Her, She was after all utterly ravishing. “Ah, thank You Suzy. You can't have failed to notice that recently sales have been dropping and our future in the industry is looking rather rocky... However i have hopefully secured a financial backer, You know Mr. Matsunaga, he has visited us here once or twice i'm also quite certain You noticed he...
“You do?” I asked in surprise. “Oh, yes,” she smiled. “It’s such a nice big clit! No wonder you’re always so horny!” “Big?” I gulped. “Yesterday you said it was pathetic!” “No, darling, I said my husband’s dick is pathetic and it is. Why his dick isn’t any bigger than your clit! Of course, what qualifies as a big clit would still be a tiny, ridiculous little dick. On a man, this would be laughable. On a cunt like you, it’s perfect!” I blushed as she continued to rub my erection. ...
As a young woman at college in the late sixties, I soon became aware of the power I could exert over guys of my own age! Although this was supposed to be “the swingin' sixties”, anything of a sexual nature has passed my small village by. I was the sort of person who liked to study what was going on around me though, so when I got to college, as a virgin, I was intrigued to explore aspects of sex for the first time. I guess it was due to having an elder brother and hanging around with him and...
Suzy W. Suzy, and she avoided mentioning her other name Wong for obvious reasons, was sharp as a tack. While pretty much every male who walked into the salon was a ladygirl, only a few had the potential the salon needed. And this one did. Her first words to him were not minced, "You ladygirl!" Not denying it but instead insisting that he had another identity just reinforced her first impression. He may or may not have known his status; but Suzy knew. Suzy had been the oldest...
Suzy was finally graduated and licensed as a sex therapist. She found a progressive practice to work for and arranged that her husband could be a surrogate as well. Thus couples therapy would work better and that was her current interest. He went thru the training to get credentialed but he’d done lots of the same things informally with the women he had serviced. Their first client where surrogacy was indicated was a couple in their fifties. It was a classic case of little pre or...
This story happened a few years ago at a local well used car park.It was a weekday afternoon and I was taking a few days vacation. The area where Suzy and I lived is quite quiet through the day as most people were of working age and were out doing their thing. Well boredom had crept in this day as we sat and watched TV so Suzy piped up that we should go to the coast (which was only 20 min away)for an afternoon ride out to shake off the boredom. Well the weather was quite cold but the sun was...
“I think it will be OK,” I answered. “Men generally appreciate a flash of stockings almost as much as a glimpse of panties.” Kathy laughed. “Is that what you’ve heard” she asked. “Because you certainly wouldn’t know what a man likes from personal experience. You haven’t been a woman long enough to know and you certainly weren’t a man before that.” I absorbed the insult in silence and grabbed some coffee as she suggested, “Why don’t you drive yourself to work today? That way I won’t get...
“Why would I mind?” he sighed. “I can’t think of a better way to wake up than a blowjob from a sexy woman.” I smiled broadly and pulled him back into my mouth. The fact that he had called me a sexy woman only added to my pleasure, and I decided that he deserved the best blowjob ever for being so nice. For the next 20 minutes I did my best to deliver exactly that, alternately nibbling and gently sucking with swallowing him deep into my throat. Steve was moaning and squirming with pleasure...
Suzy’s StoryPART 1As I walked along the high street that evening I looked around at other people and wondered what they would think if they knew what I was wearing under my coat, and what I was, I think, looking forward to doing. I was also wondering this to myself. Why was I so excited? What the hell did I think I was up to? I couldn’t believe that I, a respectable young woman, was probably going to behave like a wanton slag tonight. How had this situation come about?It was a late autumn...
“Thank you,” I blushed, running my hands down my sides. “To be honest, when I saw the dress on the bed I had my doubts about whether I’d even be able to get in it, let alone be able to wear it. But, it does make me feel really, really sexy.” “You ARE really, really sexy,” Kathy laughed. “With those legs and that body? You’re definitely one of the sexiest women in town.” She moved closer and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “I love you so much,” she whispered. “It’s so wonderful being...
Recently, after my mother’s death, my father had remarried, and signed over his large country place over to my sister and I, so we made the decision to all move in together and share the basic expenses. It was a large 20 acre place, with manicured lawns, and a large pond stocked with many varieties of fish. The home was a large, rambling farm house with high ceilings and had 5 large bedrooms, and 3 baths. It had been recently renovated, and boasted all new appliances, and fixtures, and there...
Gay(Continued from Part 1 - obviously...)All week I couldn’t stop thinking about the next session. I masturbated every night in bed, and sometimes I brought myself to a climax while I was at work, in the ladies loo! I bought myself (or rather the men) new sexy lingerie. And so here I was, walking to the next session. This was going to be something special for me. I knew that I was going to go further tonight, that the need I had recognised was not going to go away. I wanted to do something for...
(Sorry this has been a while coming - better late than never! Read pts 1 and 2 first).Well my offer that next time I'd go further, letting some of the guys finger me, and lick me, had gone down a treat. I was even a bit surprised at myself for making the offer, but I was motivated by the money rolling in and, let's face it, the huge turn-on it gave me! Part of me was amazed that, despite all the showing and opening up of my privates and the attention I was getting and the generally lewd...
(I strongly suggest you read parts 1 to 5 first...)I was beginning to think that maybe I’m some sort of a freak. No other women I have known have ever indicated that they may have the same kink as I have. I have done internet searches and found confessions from women who like sex with older men, but they haven’t been group sex. And most seem to be fantasies. Maybe I’m just lucky, but I have a feeling I’m in a very small minority here. Anyway, I’m having a great time and I don’t feel I’m...
This story is with another aunt of mine and where I come from I have whole lot aunties and relatives out there who want the real stuff.Fact no 01 woman dont get off much on porn 80% I have talked to say it is way too rough for their taste and they wouldnt like to do such things with a guy. So forgive me if I dont cater to people with such taste. My story is about when I was doing my studies here in Hyderabad. I was living a bachelor life in my aunt house with another friend who used a run a...
Hello everybody! Hi All you avid reader fans! This is me jlogan3581 back with another story this time, I would like to improve a little more on my writing. This story is with another aunt of mine and where I come from I have whole lot aunties and relatives out there who want the real stuff. Fact no 01 woman don’t get off much on porn 80% I have talked to say it is way too rough for their taste and they wouldn’t like to do such things with a guy. So forgive me if I don’t cater to people with...
Incest(You'll never guess - this follows Part 2...)The first week in the new location had an interesting start. The “boys” and I were sitting chatting, waiting for everyone to turn up. They were all very keen to talk about the last session. They had had their minds blown and couldn’t talk to anyone else about it so just unburdened themselves in the group.“Well, for me, just being able to get close to Suzy’s pussy was the best bit,” confessed John. “I love sexy underwear, it really does it for me; my...
(See parts 1 to 3 first!)Over the next few days my imagination ran riot. I found myself thinking about what the various men had said about what turned them on, and discussions about their relationships with their wives and their general lack of a fulfilling sex-life. The more I thought about it the more I could see the situation from their point of view and the more I relished my role in making it a life-changing experience for them all – and for me. I played with the stories that John and...
All characters in this story is at least 18 years and older and made up!Mom Goes Camping With Son & Son's Friend.Chapter 1 It was a nice summer's day Mike and his friend Bill was talking about going on a camping trip. Up north because Bill's family had land up there with a cabin on 30 acres of land. Bill told Mike no one was going to be up there for the 4th of July how would you like to go camping for the weekend and you can bring your sexy mom Liz with you. I know you want to fuck her...
Mr. Labatt’s BMW on HWY 401, Ontario 6:42pm, Saturday, November 24, 1979 ‘What a fuckin’ awesome weekend!‘ I thought as four of the six key girls in my life were engaged in a flurry of various conversations as I drove Mr. Labatt’s B-mer back from Guelph on the 401 (Ontario’s equivalent to the Interstate System in the States). ‘I might as well not be in the car,’ I chuckled to myself as Shannon, Lynette, Zupena and Sammy regaled each other with their Friday night, Saturday morning escapades,...
My BFF Vanessa & I were thinking about going to a nudist camp. We had a few brochures & settled on one.My stepmother came into my room & saw the brochure. Kim what are you girls doing? A nudist camp? We just want to see what goes on.Would you mind if I went with? I've always wondered too.I looked at Vanessa, she shrugged her shoulders so I said OK. My stepmother Kate is in her early 40'sWhen we arrived at the camp we went to check in. We saw several people wearing nothing to just...
Labatt Guest House, London, Ontario 6:38am, Saturday, December 1, 1979 “Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Dievs,” Zupena softly whispered as she rocked her butt and tightly squeezed thighs against my slumbering body, but with my morning wood unknowingly planted firmly in her warm, wet pussy. “What are you, ‘Oh Dievs-ing’, about 3-Z?” Lynette barely whispered over her shoulder at the blonde giantess to her rear. “Ohh, Mikhail, he ... Oh, Dievs,” Zupena whispered in Lynette’s ear. “No, he’s ... you’re not,”...
(Yes, its a continuation from part 4...)When I arrived the following week I had a lovely feeling of anticipation. I hoped that James’s fantasy wasn’t one that involved being smeared in jam or something. John was there when I arrived, as was James. Harold was unable to come that evening and I hoped I hadn’t given him a heart attack! I gave both the boys a kiss and they both took the opportunity to feel my breasts and my bottom. I didn’t resist, but told them to go easy and not get over-excited....
I had heard that a woman at work was up for it.Basically i was told she would fuck anything with a pulse,but preferably a young pulse.As Suzy was 44 and i was 24 i figured i was in with a chance.One day i saw her waiting at the bus stop and stopped to offer her a lift.As she got in she thanked me and said,'How far are you going?'.'I can go all the way'.The look on her face and the smile that appeared told me all i needed to know.I would get to fuck her if i wanted to,and boy did i want to.She...
(Author’s Note: This chapter is heavy-duty sports oriented. There are a few important ‘non-sports’ details but be warned, this contains much basketball, volleyball and a little gymnastics action. I hope it is realistic and an enjoyable read. As the book title suggests, this chapter is mostly about Championships.) “Look in these eyes! These eyes don’t lie. And they say that if you don’t blink, Then you don’t die.” (The opening lyrics to Def Leppard’s, Undefeated.) Alumni Hall, Western...
Our second day at the nudist campVanessa was the first to waken. She woke me up then Kate got up. Vanessa wanted to get something to eat. What's the dress code? I was like what do you mean? The dress code Vanessa said. Do we have to wear clothes? Kate was a little puzzled. Is this the same girl I had to take her bikini bottoms off yesterday? I hardly sleep last night. All I kept thinking about was you. You were such an exhibitionist walking back to the room without any clothes, cum & all on...
We only have a few hours left before we had to leave to catch our flight home. We had to get breakfast.We slept through the rest of the afternoon & night. Who could blame us?I was done showering. Vanessa said it was OK for Kim to go next. There's always plenty of hot water in a hotel.Kim & I had a towel wrapped around us. That's the most we've been covered in 2 days. It almost felt funny. We were sharing the mirror fixing our hair & putting our makeup on. We talked a little about...
Tempe’s Bedroom, North London, Ontario 10:24pm, Friday, November 16, 1979 “I gotta go pee, Mike,” Brick said after she recovered from her a body shaking orgasm I gave her with my tongue and long digits. As my young brunette girlfriend made her way to Tempe and Tina’s Jill & Jill co-joining bathroom, I scanned her now seriously slender body. Lisa said she’d lost seven pounds while in the hospital and she now tipped the scales at a whopping ninety-five pounds. My busty beauty joked that...
Mike’s Barracuda, London, Ontario 10:36am, Saturday, December 22, 1979 “You’re one of the best songwriters I’ve ever seen, Mike,” Eda started to say as I slowed to a stop at Highbury Avenue, “so why don’t you write Canella, and your baby a song that captures your heart and provides her and little JM with the joy of Christmas?” “Oh! That’s an awesome idea, E! Maybe we could play whatever song you write for them in our televised concert, Mike?” Lisa said as she leaned forward from the...
With the NIS program finally over, here are the playlists from the Welcome to the... concert that Mike and the Time Bandettes, and the Shania Twain Band played at the John Labatt Center in London. I regularly used ‘unique’ web-links to songs to get a feel for how other bands have played these songs. For example, I used Nickelback’s cover of ZZTop’s Sharp Dressed Man as a guide for what Mike and the Time Bandettes, and the lighting crew did during this song. In the Chapter Songs’ list, I did...
This is from an email I got from Mistress Suzy about her and her new fuck toy. This is the entire email - 100% from her. You can see why we get along! LOLOk so here's my story I've been waiting to tell you about this video camera scope thing-a-ma-bobber. It has a handheld monitor that is attached to a cable with a camera on the end of it. Well we started off by practicing with it by checking out inside our nose and ears. Just putting the camera end under our nostrils. Looked kinda cool. Then...
Having already fucked Suzy once i was keen to fuck her again.I got the chance when i saw her in a club in town.She was dressed in a tight top and a very small skirt.She came up to me and said in a very slurred voice,"I fancy a dance with a fit youmg man".At this she dragged me onto the club floor.She was soon running her hands all over me and eventually moved down to my crotch.She felt my cock and said,"Whose a big boy".She then took my hand and lifting her skirt up,slipped my hand into her...
Sue Ryan, nineteen years old, was engaged to be married. Not with her parents' complete approval, for the match was slightly suspect. Ben Jackson, her fianc, was considerably older than Sue - thirty-three. While some people considered him an interesting and entertaining man, others considered him a drunk and a weakling. Both sides had grounds for their opinions. Ben was a professor of literature at the college Sue attended. To her, he was fabulously romantic. His romanticism included those...
Sue and Ben became engaged. Not immediately. First there was the hurdle of her parents to overcome. Sue loved her parents very much. They had spoiled her terribly. Her father was a tall, austere man, a model of rectitude. As befitted the head of an investment firm, he exuded correctness. Sue's mother was a nonentity. Her father ruled the household. Her mother did little but lie around and invent new illnesses. Her sex life hardly existed. But both Sue's parents were naturally leery of...
After Frank Hammer left her, Sue collapsed back onto the couch. "Was I raped or not?" she asked herself. It certainly had started that way. But then her body had seemed to take over. In a sense, it had betrayed her. The young blonde moaned in shame as she remembered the disgusting abandoned way she had reacted to Hammer's brutal fucking. "I've got to get out of here," she murmured. But when she got up, she found that Hammer had taken her clothes with him. She had nothing. Nor was...
Medway High School, Arva, Ontario 8:47am, Monday, November 26, 1979 “As most of you know by now, our girls’ basketball team won ... no, they dominated ... the double-A Ontario basketball championship in Guelph on Friday and Saturday,” Mr. Williamson said from our gym’s stage. After a brief announcement in our homeroom, the whole school was brought down to the gym for this set of morning announcements and championship celebratory event. “In case you didn’t know this, these girls, along with...
Suzy and I had been married for six years when she began to change. At first I didn’t notice but that soon changed. We had recently moved into a new house with lots of extra space for c***dren. Suzy and I had known one another for twenty of our twenty six years. We were sweethearts by high school and married at college. After graduating we took high paying jobs in our respective fields and saved for a house and family.Everything was going according to our plan. We had everything we wanted...
Chapter 9: Vampiric Hungers by mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 The demon Jezebel lurked in the depths of Father Augustine's soul. Her corrupted priest drove the gray church van into the slumbering city of Chicago. In the back, amid the weapons designed to fight vampires, lay the three enslaved women dominated by the priest. They were both his whores and his unholy champions. Demonic powers lurked in the souls of the women. They would kill the vampiric threats to Jezebel's client Faust....
Hello, I am a thirteen year old boy. This is a FICTITIOUS STORYabout a boy named Nathaniel and he is an only c***d & he is going on a camping trip with his mom.To describe her a bit I would say that she is healthy looking and in good shape. She is 35 years old, 5ft7in, 110lbs, brunette and has blue-green eyes.Mom and I have always been very close. And she wakes me up every morning. She is attractive but I have never focused on her in a sexual way. She had a very nice figure with firm,...
Labatt’s Guest House 5:22pm, Wednesday, November 14, 1979 “My mom said Lisa is gonna have to stay until Thursday morning. Dr. Candice wants to make doubly sure her depressed white blood cell counts aren’t from something else besides that flu bug,” I said as the four of us stood around the kitchen island getting a snack before we started our last practice session before our Friday competition. “I can’t believe that Dr. Wellend has taken such an interest in Brick,” Cano replied as she put...
Medway High School, Arva, Ontario 9:16am, Friday, November 30, 1979 “Are you gonna kill me, if I kinda pass on doing anything ... later on today?” I whispered to Tracy Norton and Elaine Roonee after waiting on them after Mr. Ballows ended our first period music class a little earlier than normal. The Little-man made use of both Roo-Roo and Tracy’s naked bodies, along with naked trumpeter, Darren Partridge in his lecture on changes in sexual connotations and views in music. I was very...
I awoke the next morning to the sounds of squawking, yapping and whining, instead of Malok's voice in my head. My lovely Lyna was in my arms. In the light of day, I could see her completely. Her face was definitely angelic in repose. Her body was not hairless, but it was not very noticeable in all the usual places. While she had arm pit hair, it was the same kind of sparse, light color as the hair on her legs. Her bush, while more plush, was certainly lighter than most women I would...